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Apocalypse Town
Part 1 – Incursion I woke up on the floor, my head pounding and eyes struggling to adjust to the harsh artificial lights. Pulling myself up from the rough carpet,…
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Father Cooke: Part 2 – I Want to Hold Your Hand
Publisher's Note: This story is part of the author's Father Cooke series of interrelated stories. If you enjoy it, the author invites you to click here to read the other tales…
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The House on Jackson Street
I used to walk with her, now I walk alone. We used to marvel at the beautiful houses together, now I look down at my feet. Each home a grain…
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A Box of Desires
Omnia cum pretio. Latin. “Everything at a price.” This is inscribed on a golden plaque inside the box. I feel I should have considered this phrase more carefully, and would…
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Don’t Wear Contacts Made by NewLife Vision
I don’t know about everyone else, but I have always had terrible vision. Generally, it gets worse from year to year, but there are some years I’m able to skip…
Read NowCold Blood
Well, here goes. I guess you could call this my last will, although that isn’t really what it is. I’d say it’s more of a confession than anything, but honestly…
Read NowScream City
Recently, a group of friends invited me to go with them to one of those haunted attractions that pop up when it gets close to Halloween. I wasn’t too keen…
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If you’re near Rochester Heights I need your help, the thing in the hallway won’t let me leave my room
I Through my peephole, I saw that it was still there. The flayed skin glistened under the dim glow of the hanging incandescent lightbulb. It knew I was watching and…
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Obey the Pattern
I’m writing this while I still have control of my body. There needs to be a record of what’s happening to me, so if it happens to you, at least…
Read NowHow Lucky I Was
I was dying. I knew it, my doctors knew it, and my family knew it. It has only been sixteen weeks since my official diagnosis, yet here I lay, trapped…
Read NowI Spent a Night Inside Ted Bundy’s Murder Cellar. I’ll Regret It for the Rest of My Life
My name is Clyde, and I’m a local near Salt Lake City, Utah. Ted Bundy is a well-known legend here in Northern Utah, as many of his murders occurred in…
Read NowThe Devil’s Cosmonaut
“OPS-3 do you read? OPS-3 do you read?" I launched myself for the radio receiver, and jerked up the mouthpiece. I wiped away the film of sweat from my forehead…
Read NowThe Carnival of Lights
It has been years since I left my hometown, and I don't think I'll ever return. I do miss the timeless idyll of the country, the sultry, gently undulating hills…
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Jeff the Killer (Reboot) ? Audio Story (presented by Creepypasta.com)
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Read NowThe Vessel
The realtor still wouldn’t look me in the face as he held the keys out to me. I couldn’t blame him. Most people were put off by the lines etched…
Read NowSomething Else
Okay, so I’m not going to start with one of those disclaimers where the writer assures you that what you’re reading is true. It really doesn’t matter if you believe…
Read NowThe Five Of Them
Beware, boys and girls; beware Brie Woods! It is no place for such young children; Monsters are lurking in its shadows, Big and small, wicked and kind. There are brothers…
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The Dying Settlement
It’s about time! Where have you been? Get inside, you can explain by the fire. Trish! Ethan! Look who’s still breathing! … … Of course we knew you didn’t die…
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Dagon’s Daughter
The madness of the eyes is the lure of the abyss. Sirens lurk in the dark depths of the pupils as they lurk at the bottom of the sea, that…
Read NowLazy Saturday Night
Here I lay, all snuggled up in bed, warm and satisfied under the soft silk covers, watching some stupid documentary on TV I’d never heard of. I’d turn it over,…
Read NowThe Gun Game
The loud bang on her front door jolted Clara from her daydream. This was it. After all the careful planning and struggling to survive, the end would come now; 9…
Read NowKway Mool: The Monster
Returning from the vending machine, I would often linger outside of my grandmother's hospital room and watch my family before joining them. Dad usually stood by the window silently looking…
Read NowMy grandpa served in both World Wars. He died dozens of times.
When I was a kid, I never really knew my grandfather Karl. Not only was he an ocean away, living in his home country while I grew up American, he…
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